My nigga's livin' that dope game, and when he's on the ride, take a guess what's stashed up inside him

We straight deliverin' cocaine, watch Shorty by my side, and she ready to ride, yeah she a rider

And Shorty even go both ways, and Shorty that's okay, as long as you always provide her

A little love for a G at the end of the night, the mood's right for a gangsta sonata

Yo, salute the West Coast General, alone be certified, California till I die, G it up, that's right

Home in the game, bangin' low riders, and we smoke, hydraulics chromed out, dippin' on the hundred spokes

Gin and juice in my cup, Cali green rolled up, inhale, exhale, pops some pills and twists some more up

We Oakley, Mississippi, some blood and some crippin', red and blue bandanas, homie, ain't nobody trippin'

It's all about the women, weed, and weather on this side, but cross that line, these streets is a suicide

We shootin' from the coop as we swoop in the Jeep ride, my niggas ride or die, bangin', walkin' the main line

We actin' on the front line, strictly West Coastin', full clip, four -fifth, we leavin' niggas so floatin'

So keep your chain tucked when you tryin' to sight, see recipes easy, E -N -2 -P -A -C -E

My sister that's dope games, when he's on the ride, take a guess, what's stashed up inside him

We straight deliverin' cocaine, my Shorty by my side, and she ready to ride, yeah, she a rider

And Shorty even go both ways, and Shorty that's okay, as long as you always provide her

A little love for a G at the end of the night, the mood's right for a gangsta sonata

Let him know somethin' about me, look creep, I'm sittin' on more than a couple zones, more than a couple homes

Rock more than a couple dons, I got a couple clones, doesn't matter, smilin' for the bass to go boom, boom, baby

If you wanna get it on, let's get it on soon, goin' on with iTunes, just know that I've arrived, baby

Midnight or high noon, Black Channel, yep, that's a mean coon

I fuck with Dre, fuck with Missy, and I fuck with Snoop

Rich Fantasy Island, here's Tattoo, the plane boss, ain't no tellin' what I might do

Motherfucker, I'm high -grade, you low -strain, we got it laid and got a bench like the NBA

I got a clique that'll leave you blind with no face, no first 48, ain't no trace

Or I'll call my do or die bitch, that's my ace, Excalibur for real nigga, not for fake

My nigga livin' that dope game, when he's on the ride

Take a guess what's stashed up inside him, restraint doesn't give him that cocaine

My shorty by my side and she ready to ride, yes she a rider

And shorty even go both ways, and shorty that's okay, as long as you always provide her

A little love for a G at the end of the night, the mood's right for a gangsta sonata

West Coast, me and Knott got the game locked, no one can do it better like the D .O .C

Mackin' bitches like Doty in the A .M .G., fresh checks and white tees

Blowing clouds of blue dream, got the powder for the fiends

Triple B dreamin', flippin' that ounce to keys, flip the Chevy to her Aston Martin

Sittin' on 23's, gettin' brain in the diamond lane, she ain't a please

Got ass like nigga but not for the pussy gang

My nigga livin' that dope game, when he's on the ride

Take a guess what's stashed up inside him, restraint doesn't give him that cocaine

My shorty by my side and she ready to ride, yes she a rider

And shorty even go both ways, and shorty that's okay, as long as you always provide her

A little love for a G at the end of the night, the mood's right for a gangsta sonata